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<div></div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Waiting just inside of the department's building, Sasha Kenit heaves a sigh as she looks over the information she has. It wasn't much. Ferals, agents, civilians, anyone seemed to be able to be just... scooped up and taken away. Crying mothers, angry fathers, politicians and brass breathing down her neck. She needs ideas, she needs more paws on the ground searching out what is going on! With a shake of her head that leads to a wobbling of her bloated breasts, she looks at the descriptions of those taken once more, reading line for line what could be said about them, mumbling to herself, "Then again, anyone of these people could be mutated into something else by now..." With a soft grumble she continues to wait for whomever would be coming to offer their assistance.</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas was sitting at his desk, working over some paperwork, trying to see if he could find any leads while Sasha waited for the volunteers to show up. He was coming up as dry as Sasha was, chewing on the end of his eraser with his rubbery teeth, growling quietly. His ears flickered and he turned his head, staring at one of the faces on missing persons board for a moment before shaking his head and looking back at his desk. His ear gave another flicker and he started scratching behind the ear as he flipped a page with his free hand, his foot starting to bounce up and down as if he were trying to scratch at something with his foot.</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">Meanwhile Asheer came since her momma and daddu said she should be useful and help though when she arrives the dragoness goes to annouce her arrival only to blink and stare at Sasha's hard-to-miss wobbling. Then she looks down at her own comparitively flat one and flusteres a whole lot, arms trying to cover herself while she shuffles into the chairs to wait and see who else shows up.</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha waits a bit longer, and it doesn't seem that many more are going to arrive, so, she takes a seat in the mostly empty squad room herself, looking to SGT Pierce, and to Asheer, "Thank you very much for coming, my name is CPT Sasha Kenit, and this is SGT Lucas Pierce." With her breasts resting on the desk infront of her, she gestures to Lucas when she says his name. "As you may have heard, there have been a rash of kidnappings happening around the city, and we haven't had much in the way of leads. I was hoping some fresh eyes might be able to help us out." She says, rubbing at her own bloodshot ones. It would seem she hasn't slept well at least for the past few days. | <div></div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Waiting just inside of the department's building, Sasha Kenit heaves a sigh as she looks over the information she has. It wasn't much. Ferals, agents, civilians, anyone seemed to be able to be just... scooped up and taken away. Crying mothers, angry fathers, politicians and brass breathing down her neck. She needs ideas, she needs more paws on the ground searching out what is going on! With a shake of her head that leads to a wobbling of her bloated breasts, she looks at the descriptions of those taken once more, reading line for line what could be said about them, mumbling to herself, "Then again, anyone of these people could be mutated into something else by now..." With a soft grumble she continues to wait for whomever would be coming to offer their assistance.</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas was sitting at his desk, working over some paperwork, trying to see if he could find any leads while Sasha waited for the volunteers to show up. He was coming up as dry as Sasha was, chewing on the end of his eraser with his rubbery teeth, growling quietly. His ears flickered and he turned his head, staring at one of the faces on missing persons board for a moment before shaking his head and looking back at his desk. His ear gave another flicker and he started scratching behind the ear as he flipped a page with his free hand, his foot starting to bounce up and down as if he were trying to scratch at something with his foot.</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">Meanwhile Asheer came since her momma and daddu said she should be useful and help though when she arrives the dragoness goes to annouce her arrival only to blink and stare at Sasha's hard-to-miss wobbling. Then she looks down at her own comparitively flat one and flusteres a whole lot, arms trying to cover herself while she shuffles into the chairs to wait and see who else shows up.</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha waits a bit longer, and it doesn't seem that many more are going to arrive, so, she takes a seat in the mostly empty squad room herself, looking to SGT Pierce, and to Asheer, "Thank you very much for coming, my name is CPT Sasha Kenit, and this is SGT Lucas Pierce." With her breasts resting on the desk infront of her, she gestures to Lucas when she says his name. "As you may have heard, there have been a rash of kidnappings happening around the city, and we haven't had much in the way of leads. I was hoping some fresh eyes might be able to help us out." She says, rubbing at her own bloodshot ones. It would seem she hasn't slept well at least for the past few days. | ||
| − | Sasha points over towards a board of missing persons, as well as hands over towards Asheer a small stack of papers with general descriptions, dates people went missing, last known locations, various important, but not personal, information bits. "I'm not expecting you to give us, like, the end all answer to this, but, maybe with your help, the SGT and I can gleam some information that we've just been overlooking?" She asks, frowning a bit when she notices Asheer looking at her wobbling, groaning breasts, and that she is completely unclothed.</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas is lost in his papers and scratching at his ear when he's addressed. His head lifts up, tongue falling out his mouth before he snaps up, correcting his posture and pulling his tongue back into his mouth. He nods his head very sharply and looks back down at his papers before standing up. Holding the papers in his paws he walks over to the board of people and stands in front of it, the growl in his throat grows a little louder. He looks towards a minotaur and whistles at them, waving them over. The large minotaur lumbers over and Lucas rests his paw on one of the sheets. "Read this to me again," he says, looking down at his paper, simple shapes drawn on it that somehow make sense to Lucas. "Really sarge? You called me over here for-" The minotaur begins to protest, Lucas growling louder. "Yes, yes, I know, but you know I'm feral and this is all gibberish to me right now, so again, read it to me."</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">Poor Asheer doesn't even get a chance to talk right away and it's not due to Lucas going first--nope she ends up staring at the other girl's boobs wobbling along and ends up swirly-eyeing from the hypnotic effect of them. Soon she's on her padded paws, moving towards the two at the desk before she ends up tripping and comes back to her senses. "Fwah?" she squeaks, rolling onto her feet and trying to finish waddling towards them. Barely into her pregnancy and her womb is already making it hard to walk with the massive loads of eggs inside.</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha blinks a bit as Asheer stumbles about, Sasha moving over to help her to a chair then assisting in helping her sit down, "Are you alright?" She asks as she takes her own seat again and organizes the papers once more, once again handing a stack towards Asheer. "As you can see, there are a few things in common. They were all virgins at the time that they were taken. All of them were smaller boys, girls, etc. Closer to flat chested, no real bulge to speak of for those who have them. It is curious. Aside from that, there doesn't seem to be much in common. Some were abducted while fishing. Others while walking too and from school, some on patrols, different species, different backgrounds..." She says, sighing again as she looks to Asheer and Lucas, "Do either of you have any thoughts?"</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas nods his head to his subordinate as the minotaur reads off the sheet to him, eyes darting to Sasha as he was addressed. He nods again at the minotaur and pats him on the back. "Okay, that's good enough Bill, you can go back to your desk," he says, returning to his desk and taking a seat. He reaches into a drawer on his desk and pulls out a bone, putting one knobbed end into his mouth as he thinks. He pulls the end of the bone out of his mouth and waves the saliva covered end around in a circle. "Have we figured out where the epicenter for these kidnappings have been? If we coordinate where each one of the kidnappings took place we might be able to triangulate a general area to search for more leads on a base of operations."</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">Luckily it's not hard to move Asheer around since she's still mostly just heavy in her internal parts right now though she ends up squeaking again when Sasha takes hold of her paws and helps her sit down. She tries to listen the description of the taken and ends up huffing, "Well you could try to use me as bait to lure them out and follow them," but still continues to cover her own flatness with her arms. And she thought mommaheart had big boobs.</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha sighs again, shaking her head, "No, they seem to happen all around with no decernable pattern as to where people are taken from. Some are even taken from Woodfield or Eurika for crying out loud!" She says growling a bit before looking to Asheer, shaking her head, "I couldn't risk sending a civilian out there to be police bait. Besides, I... doubt you are still a virgin." She says, looking towards Asheer's middle.</div> | + | Sasha points over towards a board of missing persons, as well as hands over towards Asheer a small stack of papers with general descriptions, dates people went missing, last known locations, various important, but not personal, information bits. "I'm not expecting you to give us, like, the end all answer to this, but, maybe with your help, the SGT and I can gleam some information that we've just been overlooking?" She asks, frowning a bit when she notices Asheer looking at her wobbling, groaning breasts, and that she is completely unclothed.</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas is lost in his papers and scratching at his ear when he's addressed. His head lifts up, tongue falling out his mouth before he snaps up, correcting his posture and pulling his tongue back into his mouth. He nods his head very sharply and looks back down at his papers before standing up. Holding the papers in his paws he walks over to the board of people and stands in front of it, the growl in his throat grows a little louder. He looks towards a minotaur and whistles at them, waving them over. The large minotaur lumbers over and Lucas rests his paw on one of the sheets. "Read this to me again," he says, looking down at his paper, simple shapes drawn on it that somehow make sense to Lucas. "Really sarge? You called me over here for-" The minotaur begins to protest, Lucas growling louder. "Yes, yes, I know, but you know I'm feral and this is all gibberish to me right now, so again, read it to me."</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">Poor Asheer doesn't even get a chance to talk right away and it's not due to Lucas going first--nope she ends up staring at the other girl's boobs wobbling along and ends up swirly-eyeing from the hypnotic effect of them. Soon she's on her padded paws, moving towards the two at the desk before she ends up tripping and comes back to her senses. "Fwah?" she squeaks, rolling onto her feet and trying to finish waddling towards them. Barely into her pregnancy and her womb is already making it hard to walk with the massive loads of eggs inside.</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha blinks a bit as Asheer stumbles about, Sasha moving over to help her to a chair then assisting in helping her sit down, "Are you alright?" She asks as she takes her own seat again and organizes the papers once more, once again handing a stack towards Asheer. "As you can see, there are a few things in common. They were all virgins at the time that they were taken. All of them were smaller boys, girls, etc. Closer to flat chested, no real bulge to speak of for those who have them. It is curious. Aside from that, there doesn't seem to be much in common. Some were abducted while fishing. Others while walking too and from school, some on patrols, different species, different backgrounds..." She says, sighing again as she looks to Asheer and Lucas, "Do either of you have any thoughts?"</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas nods his head to his subordinate as the minotaur reads off the sheet to him, eyes darting to Sasha as he was addressed. He nods again at the minotaur and pats him on the back. "Okay, that's good enough Bill, you can go back to your desk," he says, returning to his desk and taking a seat. He reaches into a drawer on his desk and pulls out a bone, putting one knobbed end into his mouth as he thinks. He pulls the end of the bone out of his mouth and waves the saliva covered end around in a circle. "Have we figured out where the epicenter for these kidnappings have been? If we coordinate where each one of the kidnappings took place we might be able to triangulate a general area to search for more leads on a base of operations."</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">Luckily it's not hard to move Asheer around since she's still mostly just heavy in her internal parts right now though she ends up squeaking again when Sasha takes hold of her paws and helps her sit down. She tries to listen the description of the taken and ends up huffing, "Well you could try to use me as bait to lure them out and follow them," but still continues to cover her own flatness with her arms. And she thought mommaheart had big boobs.</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha sighs again, shaking her head, "No, they seem to happen all around with no decernable pattern as to where people are taken from. Some are even taken from Woodfield or Eurika for crying out loud!" She says growling a bit before looking to Asheer, shaking her head, "I couldn't risk sending a civilian out there to be police bait. Besides, I... doubt you are still a virgin." She says, looking towards Asheer's middle.</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas shoves the end of the bone back into his mouth and chews down on it, appearing to make little headway with his soft, latex teeth. He continues growling as his brow furrows, staring at the papers, focused more on the faces than anything else. He pushes back from the desk and stands up, starting to pace around, his feet squeaking with each step as he walks back and forth. "How do they know they're all virgins? That's what's getting me. If there's no rhyme or reason to where they're being taken from then there's got to be something explaining their common denominators." He stops, taking the bone out of his mouth. "An OBGYN?" He shakes his head then puts the bones back in his mouth, starting to pace again. "No, doesn't track with the males. Damn it."</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">"That's what clothes are for hiding," Asheer pouts when Sasha tries to make light of her offering to help out by being lolibait. "Good luck finding someone who would be willing to do it from within your force, too," she adds..</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha growls a bit, "Even if I wanted to do that, I couldn't! Do you know what would happen to me if you were hurt doing this? Unless... you joined the police yourself." She offers, thinking a bit, "No, it would still be risky, but at least then it would be easier to protect you and make sure you are taken care of..." She shakes her head, looking to Lucas, "Tell someone in your squad to get a mop..." She says, "As for if they really are virgins or not? I don't bloody know! I mean, FUCK, for all I know they were all sluts, this is just what the families told me." She says, craddling her head in her handpaws.</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">He stops as his breasts begin to let down milk, a shiver vibrating through his body. He covers his breasts and grabs a towel from his desk. "Motherfu-" He catches himself and sits back at the desk. He whistles for someone, several officers playing rock-paper-scissors before one resigns and a large husky comes over to the desk with a mop, mopping up the mess he left behind. He puts the bone away and pulls out a breast pump, setting it on the desk and attaching it to his large breasts, starting to pump the milk from his bosom. He shivers and his tail begins to wag as he sighs in relief. He wipes down his latex hide and looks back at Sasha. "I mean, if you need someone to go undercover I could volunteer. Would be a snap to make myself look like someone else if I can convince Lap to help me shift... yeah, that's not going to work. Dog damn it."</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">"Fine I'll join if it means helping out," Asheer growls when she's told she's going to have to go through the hassle in order to do anything useful. "Hope you have something that's good at being hidden in wet, warm places too since I don't have anywhere to put them up top."</div><br> <br><div title="Sasha">Sasha sighs a bit and looks to Asheer, "Ok, if you think you can handle being a cop, we can work on making you a cop, but understand, this is going to be dangerous, very dangerous, and I won't let you go out there alone." She looks to Lucas, "If we changed you up a lot... plugged your breasts... and your... well... everything. Our aunt can help disguise you anyway." She says, sighing, "Look, I'll get this signed off on from up higher, but I don't like this, at all you understand, and it is going to have to wait until you give birth Asheer, and you," she looks to Lucas, "are going to have to avoid getting pregnant until after that. But..." She shakes her head, "I never liked doing things like this, which is why I usually do these kinds of assignments myself, but... I'm a native, changing me to fix the bill would be a major headache and might not even work..." She says sighing again. She looks to Asheer, "May I give you a presumptive welcome to the SBU?"</div><br> <br><div title="Lap">Lucas perks then grins, his tail wagging more excitedly. "Sure thing, and I'm sure Lap could understand exercising a little restraint if it meant helping out other people..." he says, his eyes going distant then nodding. "Yeah, she's in. Don't look forward to being plugged up, but I can wear my sterility patch until further notice." He looks to the 'new recruit' and pulls open a drawer. He shuffles things around then pulls out a vial teeming with nanites. "Builder nanites, if you want to rush things along this should help you out. I keep spares in case I... nevermind why I keep them. They're yours though if you want them," he offered to Asheer.</div><br> <br><div title="Asheer">"Fiiiine," Asheer answers when she's told she's going to have to both lay her eggs AND join the force though she peers at Lucas afterwards and ends up unable to wonder just how they get around with such huge titties. "Also don't blame me for being low on nanites or this brood would already be out of me by now," she adds towards Sasha's direction, still keeping her arms underneath her own 'bust'.</div> |
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Waiting just inside of the department's building, Sasha Kenit heaves a sigh as she looks over the information she has. It wasn't much. Ferals, agents, civilians, anyone seemed to be able to be just... scooped up and taken away. Crying mothers, angry fathers, politicians and brass breathing down her neck. She needs ideas, she needs more paws on the ground searching out what is going on! With a shake of her head that leads to a wobbling of her bloated breasts, she looks at the descriptions of those taken once more, reading line for line what could be said about them, mumbling to herself, "Then again, anyone of these people could be mutated into something else by now..." With a soft grumble she continues to wait for whomever would be coming to offer their assistance.
Lucas was sitting at his desk, working over some paperwork, trying to see if he could find any leads while Sasha waited for the volunteers to show up. He was coming up as dry as Sasha was, chewing on the end of his eraser with his rubbery teeth, growling quietly. His ears flickered and he turned his head, staring at one of the faces on missing persons board for a moment before shaking his head and looking back at his desk. His ear gave another flicker and he started scratching behind the ear as he flipped a page with his free hand, his foot starting to bounce up and down as if he were trying to scratch at something with his foot.
Meanwhile Asheer came since her momma and daddu said she should be useful and help though when she arrives the dragoness goes to annouce her arrival only to blink and stare at Sasha's hard-to-miss wobbling. Then she looks down at her own comparitively flat one and flusteres a whole lot, arms trying to cover herself while she shuffles into the chairs to wait and see who else shows up.
Sasha waits a bit longer, and it doesn't seem that many more are going to arrive, so, she takes a seat in the mostly empty squad room herself, looking to SGT Pierce, and to Asheer, "Thank you very much for coming, my name is CPT Sasha Kenit, and this is SGT Lucas Pierce." With her breasts resting on the desk infront of her, she gestures to Lucas when she says his name. "As you may have heard, there have been a rash of kidnappings happening around the city, and we haven't had much in the way of leads. I was hoping some fresh eyes might be able to help us out." She says, rubbing at her own bloodshot ones. It would seem she hasn't slept well at least for the past few days.
Sasha points over towards a board of missing persons, as well as hands over towards Asheer a small stack of papers with general descriptions, dates people went missing, last known locations, various important, but not personal, information bits. "I'm not expecting you to give us, like, the end all answer to this, but, maybe with your help, the SGT and I can gleam some information that we've just been overlooking?" She asks, frowning a bit when she notices Asheer looking at her wobbling, groaning breasts, and that she is completely unclothed.
Lucas is lost in his papers and scratching at his ear when he's addressed. His head lifts up, tongue falling out his mouth before he snaps up, correcting his posture and pulling his tongue back into his mouth. He nods his head very sharply and looks back down at his papers before standing up. Holding the papers in his paws he walks over to the board of people and stands in front of it, the growl in his throat grows a little louder. He looks towards a minotaur and whistles at them, waving them over. The large minotaur lumbers over and Lucas rests his paw on one of the sheets. "Read this to me again," he says, looking down at his paper, simple shapes drawn on it that somehow make sense to Lucas. "Really sarge? You called me over here for-" The minotaur begins to protest, Lucas growling louder. "Yes, yes, I know, but you know I'm feral and this is all gibberish to me right now, so again, read it to me."
Poor Asheer doesn't even get a chance to talk right away and it's not due to Lucas going first--nope she ends up staring at the other girl's boobs wobbling along and ends up swirly-eyeing from the hypnotic effect of them. Soon she's on her padded paws, moving towards the two at the desk before she ends up tripping and comes back to her senses. "Fwah?" she squeaks, rolling onto her feet and trying to finish waddling towards them. Barely into her pregnancy and her womb is already making it hard to walk with the massive loads of eggs inside.
Sasha blinks a bit as Asheer stumbles about, Sasha moving over to help her to a chair then assisting in helping her sit down, "Are you alright?" She asks as she takes her own seat again and organizes the papers once more, once again handing a stack towards Asheer. "As you can see, there are a few things in common. They were all virgins at the time that they were taken. All of them were smaller boys, girls, etc. Closer to flat chested, no real bulge to speak of for those who have them. It is curious. Aside from that, there doesn't seem to be much in common. Some were abducted while fishing. Others while walking too and from school, some on patrols, different species, different backgrounds..." She says, sighing again as she looks to Asheer and Lucas, "Do either of you have any thoughts?"
Lucas nods his head to his subordinate as the minotaur reads off the sheet to him, eyes darting to Sasha as he was addressed. He nods again at the minotaur and pats him on the back. "Okay, that's good enough Bill, you can go back to your desk," he says, returning to his desk and taking a seat. He reaches into a drawer on his desk and pulls out a bone, putting one knobbed end into his mouth as he thinks. He pulls the end of the bone out of his mouth and waves the saliva covered end around in a circle. "Have we figured out where the epicenter for these kidnappings have been? If we coordinate where each one of the kidnappings took place we might be able to triangulate a general area to search for more leads on a base of operations."
Luckily it's not hard to move Asheer around since she's still mostly just heavy in her internal parts right now though she ends up squeaking again when Sasha takes hold of her paws and helps her sit down. She tries to listen the description of the taken and ends up huffing, "Well you could try to use me as bait to lure them out and follow them," but still continues to cover her own flatness with her arms. And she thought mommaheart had big boobs.
Sasha sighs again, shaking her head, "No, they seem to happen all around with no decernable pattern as to where people are taken from. Some are even taken from Woodfield or Eurika for crying out loud!" She says growling a bit before looking to Asheer, shaking her head, "I couldn't risk sending a civilian out there to be police bait. Besides, I... doubt you are still a virgin." She says, looking towards Asheer's middle.
Lucas shoves the end of the bone back into his mouth and chews down on it, appearing to make little headway with his soft, latex teeth. He continues growling as his brow furrows, staring at the papers, focused more on the faces than anything else. He pushes back from the desk and stands up, starting to pace around, his feet squeaking with each step as he walks back and forth. "How do they know they're all virgins? That's what's getting me. If there's no rhyme or reason to where they're being taken from then there's got to be something explaining their common denominators." He stops, taking the bone out of his mouth. "An OBGYN?" He shakes his head then puts the bones back in his mouth, starting to pace again. "No, doesn't track with the males. Damn it."
"That's what clothes are for hiding," Asheer pouts when Sasha tries to make light of her offering to help out by being lolibait. "Good luck finding someone who would be willing to do it from within your force, too," she adds..
Sasha growls a bit, "Even if I wanted to do that, I couldn't! Do you know what would happen to me if you were hurt doing this? Unless... you joined the police yourself." She offers, thinking a bit, "No, it would still be risky, but at least then it would be easier to protect you and make sure you are taken care of..." She shakes her head, looking to Lucas, "Tell someone in your squad to get a mop..." She says, "As for if they really are virgins or not? I don't bloody know! I mean, FUCK, for all I know they were all sluts, this is just what the families told me." She says, craddling her head in her handpaws.
He stops as his breasts begin to let down milk, a shiver vibrating through his body. He covers his breasts and grabs a towel from his desk. "Motherfu-" He catches himself and sits back at the desk. He whistles for someone, several officers playing rock-paper-scissors before one resigns and a large husky comes over to the desk with a mop, mopping up the mess he left behind. He puts the bone away and pulls out a breast pump, setting it on the desk and attaching it to his large breasts, starting to pump the milk from his bosom. He shivers and his tail begins to wag as he sighs in relief. He wipes down his latex hide and looks back at Sasha. "I mean, if you need someone to go undercover I could volunteer. Would be a snap to make myself look like someone else if I can convince Lap to help me shift... yeah, that's not going to work. Dog damn it."
"Fine I'll join if it means helping out," Asheer growls when she's told she's going to have to go through the hassle in order to do anything useful. "Hope you have something that's good at being hidden in wet, warm places too since I don't have anywhere to put them up top."
Sasha sighs a bit and looks to Asheer, "Ok, if you think you can handle being a cop, we can work on making you a cop, but understand, this is going to be dangerous, very dangerous, and I won't let you go out there alone." She looks to Lucas, "If we changed you up a lot... plugged your breasts... and your... well... everything. Our aunt can help disguise you anyway." She says, sighing, "Look, I'll get this signed off on from up higher, but I don't like this, at all you understand, and it is going to have to wait until you give birth Asheer, and you," she looks to Lucas, "are going to have to avoid getting pregnant until after that. But..." She shakes her head, "I never liked doing things like this, which is why I usually do these kinds of assignments myself, but... I'm a native, changing me to fix the bill would be a major headache and might not even work..." She says sighing again. She looks to Asheer, "May I give you a presumptive welcome to the SBU?"
Lucas perks then grins, his tail wagging more excitedly. "Sure thing, and I'm sure Lap could understand exercising a little restraint if it meant helping out other people..." he says, his eyes going distant then nodding. "Yeah, she's in. Don't look forward to being plugged up, but I can wear my sterility patch until further notice." He looks to the 'new recruit' and pulls open a drawer. He shuffles things around then pulls out a vial teeming with nanites. "Builder nanites, if you want to rush things along this should help you out. I keep spares in case I... nevermind why I keep them. They're yours though if you want them," he offered to Asheer.
"Fiiiine," Asheer answers when she's told she's going to have to both lay her eggs AND join the force though she peers at Lucas afterwards and ends up unable to wonder just how they get around with such huge titties. "Also don't blame me for being low on nanites or this brood would already be out of me by now," she adds towards Sasha's direction, still keeping her arms underneath her own 'bust'.
